I may be losing out in my literal cold war with MrsBlue over grilling rights. You may recall I am attempting a strike to gain the right to put my man-stove on the deck for general convenience, but in particular to be more accommodating in the winter. She's holding firm on her resolve, and I may be the first one to blink on this and resume using the grill where it is before the spring breaks. I feel so weak.

As a person who cannot cook, you are more then welcome to come grill on my patio ANY TIME YOU WANT. But I do ask for the occasional steak grilled with enough garlic seasoning to kill a small child... or two.

Also the Portal Song is awesome.

Using a steering wheel on a Burnout game is like using the Space Shuttle controls to fly a kite.